"The calamity of killing, a hundred birds will pay homage to the phoenix!"

There seemed to be a phoenix cry coming out of his mouth, and the two swords drew a half arc towards the left and right hems. The sound of "buzzing" came one after another, as if there were countless sword sounds resounding at the same time, and they were arranged on the two wings behind him.

Phoenix wings composed of sword shadows.

Following Su Yu's thought, the phoenix wings suddenly exploded, and countless sword shadows shot out from them, overwhelmingly rushing toward Yan Chaoyang.

However, the sword shadow made a shrill sound of "hissing" through the air. Such a sharp sword shadow alone was enough to penetrate gold and cracked stone, and killing people was not a problem.

At this moment, in front of Yan Chaoyang, there were countless such fierce sword shadows. I believe that any cultivator below the first level would be frightened to death when faced with such a terrifying offensive.

"snort!"

Unfortunately, Yan Chaoyang's expression did not change at all, just a cold snort, and the thunderous circular aura actually came to a standstill, calming down from the extreme violence, as if time had stopped flowing.

Countless sword shadows finally collided with each other. At that moment, the earth seemed to be shaken by an inexplicable force, the circular aura was beating like a heart, the thunder was as wild as a dragon, and in the thunder there was actually

A shadowy figure of a humanoid monster wearing armor appeared.

"Ouch!"

The virtual shadow raised its head and roared wildly, its aura suddenly increased, and the countless sword shadows were annihilated into nothing by the aura.

The aftermath continued and turned into a wave of energy that came back. Just when Su Yu wanted to react, he was knocked away by the energy. His whole body hit the stone wall heavily, and a blood arrow spurted out, and slowed down from the stone wall.

Slowly slid to the ground.

He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but you knew without looking that his face was definitely not good-looking.

On Yan Chaoyang's side, the shadow disappeared, but he still maintained his aura and looked at Su Yu with an unwavering look.

After a while, Su Yu slowly raised his head, and when he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood flowed out uncontrollably.

He half-closed his eyes and forced a smile, "I'm really curious about how strong you are, even if this is not enough to force you to use your full strength."

Yan Chaoyang never spoke much, but this time, he spoke.

"Why did you come when you knew you were going to die?"

After hearing this, Su Yu laughed again. He took a breath, raised his sword, and said, "I heard its mournful cry, and then I remembered that my swordsmanship is to explore the inevitable. Even if I know that I will definitely die,

I'm not willing to fight with you."

Yan Chaoyang nodded slightly and said, "Okay!"

His eyes changed slightly, and anyone who knew him well knew that he was becoming serious.

Su Yu smiled gratefully and danced with his swords. Strangely, his posture became more and more lazy, with a sense of carelessness.

However, the sharp edge brought by the sword flower was piercingly cold, and the air flow surged with the sharp edge, just like a cold wave coming. It was by no means a superficial gesture.

"Drunk the world..."

Following the words, Su Yu slowly took two steps forward, then suddenly spun around, his swords slashed through the air, creating a strong whirlwind, and his whole body turned into a sword-shaped tornado, without warning.

Pounce towards Yan Chaoyang.

Yan Chaoyang's tiger body trembled, wanton and wild vitality exploded from his body, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"Breaking the military……"

Countless vitality poured into the Dragon Soul Gun, making this world-famous treasure become brighter and brighter. If viewed from a distance, Yan Chaoyang's entire body was wrapped in a dark blue luster, and the treasure was completely covered up.

of his own brilliance.

Sooner or later, the sword-shaped tornado slammed into him quickly. Yan Chaoyang turned his wrist, and the dragon soul gun was as flexible as a dragon. The sound of gold and stone clashing could be heard endlessly, and sparks and scattered energy spattered in all directions.

The surrounding bluestone floor and stone walls soon became riddled with holes, as if there had been a meteorite rain.

Su Yu's figure was almost unclear, but his eyes shone like two black gems in the chaos.

"Game world!"

With a soft shout that sounded like a smile and a song, Su Yu, who was having a fierce confrontation with Yan Chaoyang, suddenly turned into a dozen afterimages. With Yan Chaoyang as the core, the afterimages came and went with each other holding swords, and the sound of "whoosh" could be heard endlessly.

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The speed of just one afterimage is beyond the ability of the naked eye to capture, let alone a dozen identical afterimages?

Every time the afterimages intersect, they can bring up several sword rays, but the sword rays are like spiders spinning silk, intertwined into a criss-cross sword energy storm like a spider web, and the center of the storm is Yan Chaoyang.

The aura formed by the massive amount of vitality was continuously cut and broken layer by layer, as if it would explode into powder in the next moment.

Yan Chaoyang remained expressionless, but moved his lips slightly: "Yi Qi Jue Chen!"

At the critical moment when his aura was on the verge of collapse, his entire body turned into a dark blue lightning and crashed into one of the afterimages.

The two passed between each other in a flash of lightning.

All the afterimages were wiped out in that moment.

All the visions also disappeared.

Su Yu showed his body, with a miserable look on his face. He turned his back to Yan Chaoyang and stumbled forward for two steps. Finally, he still couldn't stand still. Although he tried his best to support his body with his sword, he still couldn't help but fall on one knee.

In the haze of smoke and dust, the remaining strong wind with a dry breath tore at his torn clothes and unbound black hair. The dim light reflected his lifeless shadow, as desolate as a hero in his twilight years.

"Why...save me alive..." He gritted his teeth, full of anger.

If Yan Chaoyang hadn't deliberately deviated from the direction of the thrust at the last moment, Su Yu would have been a puddle of rotten flesh on the ground at this moment.

But the other party's lack of mercy was tantamount to a huge shame for him.

The blue light flashed slightly, and the Dragon Soul Gun disappeared.

Yan Chaoyang turned around and said calmly: "Sword tactics can change lives."

Just like his style of cherishing words like gold, the meaning could not be clearer.

Su Yu was startled, and then said with a mocking look on his face: "You have such spear skills, but you still want to find another way. Is it because you are stuck in the first level and can't get in? You are disloyal to your own treasure, and you also want to break through the real person?"

He only said such words because he was temporarily blinded by anger.

In fact, in the three moves and two moves of this duel, he already knew very well what kind of person Yan Chaoyang was.

He was not a stupid person. He thought quickly and reacted immediately, saying: "I see, you are doing it for Yan Li!"

"It seems that his status among the Yanshan bandits is indeed extraordinary..."

Su Yu breathed out slowly, then reached into his arms, took out a very broken book with a blue cover, handed it to Yan Chaoyang, and said: "I was lucky enough to get a fragment of "Qinglian Sword Song" in my early years.

Therefore, he created the last three postures, and his thoughts and experiences are all in it. I just hope that he will not let down the hard work of his predecessors..."

He looked at Yan Chaoyang coldly and said: "Don't get me wrong, I don't cherish my life, I just don't want it to turn into dust with me."

Yan Chaoyang took it, glanced at it casually, put it in his arms, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Can I ask you a question?" Su Yu spoke again.

Yan Chaoyang paused.

Su Yu said: "Could it be that you have glimpsed the supreme knowledge of martial arts?"

"Yes." After Yan Chaoyang said that, he disappeared.

Su Yu smiled bitterly, shook his head, and murmured to himself: Although I have never met a real person in this life, it is not in vain to fight with him once!

"Isn't this our Lord Su Yu?"

At this moment, a man slowly walked in from the alleyway, with a happy smile on his face.

Su Yu turned around and glanced, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing undisguised disgust, "It's you!"
Chapter completed!